Karaoké Better Days Dianne Reeves

Silver gray hair neatly combed in place

There were four generations of love on her face

She was so wise

No surprise passed her eyes

She'd seen it all

I was a child

Oh about three or four

All day I'd ask questions

At night I'd ask more

But whenever she never would ever turn me away yeah

No no

I'd say how can I be sure what is right or wrong and why does what I want always take so long

Please tell me where does God live and why won't He talk to me

I'd say Grandma what is love

Will I ever find out

Why are we so poor

What is life about

I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep

Woah ooh woah ooh woah

Ooh woah ooh woah ooh

She sort of smiled as she tucked me in

Then she pulled up that old rockin' chair once again

But tonight she was slightly remarkably different somehow

Slowly she rocked lookin' half asleep

Grandma yawned as she stretched

Then she started to speak

What she told me would mold me and hold me

Together inside

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

She said All the things you ask you will know someday but you have got to live in a patient way

God put us here by fate and by fate that means better days

She said Child we are all moons in the dark of night

Ain't no mornin' gonna come 'till the time is right

Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night

You gotta make it through the night

Yes you do

You can't get to no better days unless you make it through the night

Oh you will see those better days but you gotta be patient

Be patient

Oh baby be patient

Later that year at the turn of spring

Heaven sent angels down and gave Grandma her wings

Now she's flyin' and slidin' and glidin' in be-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-tter days

And although I'm all grown up

I still get confused

I stumble through the dark

Gettin' bumped and bruised

When night gets in my way

I could still hear my Grandma say

I can hear her say

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

I can hear her say

You can't get to no better days unless you make it through the night baby

Oh you will see those better days but you gotta be patient

Child do you hear me yeah

Well well oh well oh well well

You can't get to no

No better days

Unless you make it

You got to make it

You got to make it

You got to make it through the night

Oh Grandma

Oh Grandma

Do you see me now lady

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

She used to sit me on her knee

She used to comb my hair

She used to tell me stories

My Grandma took me everywhere

Woah woah ooh woah woah

Woah woah